The Last Stone Remaining

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When all those fall around me,

I will be the last one standing.

When they try to kill my faith,

I will not surrender.

When everyone points at me,

and says he did it,

I will gladly welcome my punishment,

and if I did not do it,

then I will defend myself,

to the bitter sweet end.

I will remain strong,

as a blunt object,

and will be blunt when I speak the truth.

I do not do it for recognition.

I truely believe in what I do.

I am a stand up guy,

but I don't stand up,

so others can say look at him.

I do not try to be something I am not.

I try my best,

to stand up for what is right,

by doing right in the process.

Still, I am not afraid,

to go against the grain,

as long as the Lord is in my corner,

and I do it his way.

In a world full of people,

who pretend to be someone they're not,

a world who claims to stand for something,

but bends down when money is dropped,

I will not be a symbol just clanging.

You may lead me to the gallows,

for the hanging,

but in the end,

people will say,

"He was the last stone remaining".

 

  • Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 19th, 2018 02:37
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 62


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